The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Luo Ci took the food package he was carrying and put it into the ring. Jiujiu landed quietly on her shoulder and slowly emerged.

"Let's go find the materials to make the magic potion."

The little angel took the initiative to hold her hand, and said softly, "I'll fly with you."

Angels and demons, pure white and darkness, march towards the deep forest.

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deep forest.

There is no light coming in here, and it is the residence of many low-level blood races. It is very chaotic, including low-level demons. They are bloodthirsty, brutal, irrational, and even kill each other to improve their strength.

But the bloodline level determines their upper limit from the very beginning.

Low-level pure-bloods can never compare to high-level mixed-bloods.

The same goes for the devil.

As soon as he stepped in, Luo Ci felt an extremely evil aura.

She wrinkled her little nose. She is a demon hybrid, and she doesn't like this smell, let alone the flawless little angel card fragments. She couldn't help but squeeze his hand tightly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

The little angel's clear silver eyes reflected her worried expression, and said softly, "I'm not feeling sick."

The little devil took off his cloak and assured him, "With me here, no one will hurt you."

The coercion exuding from her body is enough to scare off those lower blood races.

And there shouldn't be anyone who doesn't have a long-sighted approach to target the little angel, he is their nemesis.

"My mother told me about this, and she also said that the witch gathers medicines in the deep forest to make magic potions, and she should be able to find all the ingredients."

The little angel clenched her little hand, "Let me find the materials."

The little devil was very obedient, letting him lead her away, she didn't understand such a thing.

The deep forest was very quiet, and it was still dark. She had good night vision, so she asked, "Can you see the road clearly? Do you want me to take out the night pearl?"

But she still doesn't want to take it if she can't take it. After all, the light of Ye Mingzhu can easily attract low-level blood races and the like.

They are afraid of light, but they also yearn for light.

Who doesn't want to live in the sun, who wants to linger in the dark.

The little angel refused softly, "I can see some."

He suddenly bent down and picked a stalk of grass, Luo Ci took it and stuffed it into the ring.

Not long after they left the spot, pairs of scarlet eyes slowly appeared in the dark forest, evil and dark, with a strong smell of blood.

The lower blood race whispered.

"That half-breed smells too sweet."

"As long as we eat her, we will definitely evolve into a higher blood race, and we can leave this ghost place!"

"She is accompanied by an angel. If the angel releases the holy light, we will die."

"But that hybrid will surely die!"

"We need to find some allies. She seems to carry something I fear."

A group of low-level blood races are eyeing on Luo Ci.

They not only want to drink her blood, but also want to eat her flesh and blood together.

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The little angel frowned slightly, he felt that the evil aura was getting stronger, his ice-snow eyes silently glanced at the little devil beside him, and pursed his lips.

I knew that I shouldn't have agreed to her coming to the deep forest. Even if I can find all the materials here, there are not no other places.

He didn't know if he could protect her with his current strength.

Subconsciously, he held her tighter.

Luo Ci noticed that his strength had become stronger, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Are you nervous?"

The little angel approached her, and his slender lips placed a light kiss on her smooth forehead. He lowered his head slightly, and leaned against her face intimately, "Can you change into your original form?"

She blinked, "Okay."

It turned into a small ball of hair again, and Angelus put her in his skirt, close to his heart.

The hairballs were close together, and he felt itchy there. Her body temperature is still not high, but he can help her warm up.

Jiujiu hid his figure tactfully this time.

He quickly found all the materials for making the breath-masking magic potion, and the next step was to change the shape.

Angelus noticed that the evil aura behind him was getting stronger and stronger, and they seemed to be united.

Even if the pressure of the blood can suppress some low-level blood races, if there are enough of them and they unite to act together, the little devil will have nothing to do with them.

With a cold snort in his heart, he sped up his search for herbs. The white wings behind him stretched out, exuding a white and soft light, and the lower blood race that had been illuminated were instantly wiped out.

This made the blood race who still wanted to continue to act horrified and hesitated, whether they should focus on the mixed blood.

This angel had already posed a fatal threat to their lives before releasing the holy light. If he really got him into a hurry, the entire army might be wiped out.

Although it is important to increase the bloodline level, if they have to pay the price of being wiped out, then they are unwilling.

Eternal life and ashes, of course choose eternal life, even if they still have to live in the deep forest, after all, there is nothing left after death.

Seeing many blood races retreating, a blood race with a strong bloody aura narrowed his eyes and said, "If he is really not afraid of us, he would have killed us all by now. He just wanted to scare us off."

This vampire has reached the level of a middle vampire because it constantly slaughters the same kind and absorbs their blood, so it needs to be more flexible.

Angelus didn't fully expect to make those blood races back down at once. What he wanted was to refine the invisibility potion and breath-suffering potion, so that he could escape more easily, and other methods would hurt the little devil.

Because he was worried that the group of vampires would come too fast, he flew up and quickly searched for all the materials he needed, and finally found all the materials.

Luo Ci was always in his arms, well protected.

She also noticed the tension of the fragments.

She whispered, "I can use the power of the demon in the necklace to crush them directly."

The little angel pursed her lips, her ice-snow eyes were full of reluctance, "But you will get hurt too."

For a little devil with physical defects, carrying such supreme and pure demon power would put a serious load on her body, and he didn't want to see her get hurt.

"Good."

She leaned out from his collar to watch him make the magic potion, scratching with her little paws.

His wings exude soft and pure light, illuminating this area, he carefully grinds the material to form powder, and proceeds with the operation in an orderly manner.

Almost when the configuration was about to be completed, dense scarlet eyes appeared around, and a group of ugly-looking low-level blood races approached, but kept a certain distance to prevent them from being illuminated by the light emitted by the angel.

The wings behind Angelus gradually grew larger, and the area covered by the light became larger and larger, which made the leading middle blood race gnash their teeth with hatred.